Requests

Requests - John K. Samson

I want you to know what I forgive you for

Now that you're all ashes anyway

Every step into the river pushes you further away

I want you to hear the farm apologize

For letting you believe you could return

I want you to dream in all the languages we couldn't learn

I want you to write my name under your name

With the year I was born and you began to disappear

I want you to watch the generations sprawl

Constellations in a northern sky

I want every satellite to circle you when you arrive

I want every highway sign to remember we were here

I want you to take your time to disappear

I want you to know what I forgive you for

Now that you're all ashes anyway